I thought I had posted last night, but I guess I didn't. I apparently imagined an entire post that I don't remember now. This is sad.
Today I had one of my Ministry Formation classes, this one was on recent Church history from the 1600's onward. It's crazy how much history went down in four hundred years. Then again, it's crazy how much history went down over history. We look back on our past with a nebulous sense of happening, but when you stop to examine it, there is an overwhelming sense of liveliness. Someone lived these things. People lived these things. This is where we come from. It doesn't matter what your culture is or who you are now. In the time that humans have existed events happened which have shaped all of us and brought us to this point in time today. We, in turn, are shaping the events of tomorrow. Whether we're the people who will be remembered in the centuries to come or the faceless crowd that lived it is both up to us and entirely out of our hands.
Today's prayer is for hope.
Yesterday's prayer was for faith.